Date: Wed, 4 Jul 2012 21:18:21 -0500
From: Az Urite
Subject: Secret Electric Boy Spot
It was late in the evening. John and I sat on the porch of his beach house
and watched people catch the last few waves before it was truly dark. It
had been a blistering hot day and we stayed in the house all day long. The
wind finally turned and a cool breeze made the porch livable again. I ate
too much at lunch and wasn't interested in more food, but beer sounded
good. I filled the ice chest with beer and dragged it between our deck
chairs and sat down with no intention of getting up until I had to piss.
It wasn't a contest, but John soon finished his third beer and I was half
way through my second. He started to chatter about the summers he spent in
this house and on the beach when he was young. It was a great place to be
if one liked nearly naked boys and men. The way he told the story, between
the beach and the public showers, the place was cock paradise. I tried not
to roll my eyes or grin, but John picked up the feeling I did not take most
of his stories seriously.
"Well," he said slowly, "When was the first cock you ever sucked?" I took
the last sip from my bottle and pulled another out of the ice before
looking over at him.
"It was at summer camp. I was twelve." John let the words sink in before
replying.
"Yeah, you put a bunch of boys out in the woods and somebody's cock is
gonna get sucked." I leaned over and found the bottle opener. I could have
played him a little longer, but I decided to set the hook and reel him in.
"It wasn't a boy. It was man." I took a slow sip and turned to look back at
the water, as if that was the entire tale.
"Oh, no," he said, "You gotta tell me this story."
"It's no big deal. I'm sure you did stuff lots better, growing up at the
beach, and all."
"I'll tell you if I did stuff hotter, after I hear it."
"Okay, like I said, I was twelve and it was sleep away camp. I had just
learned how to jack off and was shipped off to four weeks in the mountains.
It was fun, there was a lot to do, but there was no privacy. The only place
to jack off was in my bunk after lights out. I kept a wash cloth under my
pillow." John snorted and coughed. Beer went up his nose, so I waited until
he composed himself before continuing. "So, one night, sometime in the
first week, I'm lying in my bunk. I had the bottom bunk, so I could get up
without waking anybody up. My cock is hard as my mattress and I'm trying to
decide whether or not to jack off or go piss. I stroked it a couple times,
but I had to piss real bad. I pulled my shorts up and,"
"Wait," John interrupted. "What did you sleep in?" This time, I did roll my
eyes.
"We all had the same light cotton shorts. Khaki shorts and camp t-shirt in
the day, white shorts and plain t-shirt at night." I let that image sink
into his head. "As I was saying, I had to piss, so I tiptoed to the shower
room. The urinal was a long tin trough. I'm standing there with my waste
band under my balls, waiting for my cock to relax just a little. I heard a
voice behind me."
"What are you doing out of your bunk?" It was Ronny, the cabin councilor. I
didn't turn around. I though it was obvious what I was doing.
"I'm trying to piss," I answered.
"You been pissin' all your life. How hard could it be?" He stepped a little
closer and I turned a little to look at him. "Yeah, that's pretty hard
alright," he said. "Damn, buddy." He called everybody, buddy. You got a
problem there."
"This was the first time I saw Ronny without a shirt. He was not real tall,
but solid. He had worked at the camp for a couple years, so he had to be
twenty or so. It didn't help my problem one bit." John snorted again, but
kept the beer out of his sinuses. "Ronny just reached down and squeezed my
cock in his fist. He pumped it a couple times." John sat up at this.
"Whoa, he just grabbed your cock? What'ya do?"
"I just stood there. It felt good. I didn't want him to stop."
"Yeah, I bet you didn't," John chuckled. "What'd he do then?"
"I'll tell you if you shut up. Ronny lowered his voice and started talking
soft, like he was suddenly worried somebody would hear us. I hadn't even
thought about it."
"I know how to fix your problem, but you gotta promise me two things." He
let go of my cock.
"What two things?" I asked.
"First, you gotta promise to help me, too and second, you can't tell anyone
about it." He pulled his shorts down just enough to show his hard cock.
"Deal?"
The feeling of his hand was still printed on my cock, so I said, deal,
without thinking or caring what I had to do. He put his hand back on my
cock and stroked again.
"You got a jack off buddy?" I never heard of that before, but I knew what
it meant right away. He pulled his shorts down and let his cock stick out
like mine. "Go ahead, do me too." I put my hand around his cock tried to
pull it loose. "Whoa, not so hard." I loosened my grip and stroked slow,
like he was doing to me. "Okay, I'll show you the trick, but remember we're
jack off buddies, now. You gotta help me too." I nodded.
Ronny bent down and swallowed my cock until his nose was in my fuzz of
pubic hair. He pulled back slowly, leaving as much spit as he could. Then,
he pulls back and just blows on my cock. I'd heard of blowjobs, but I never
thought it was like that. Suddenly a shiver goes all the way through me and
I'm pissing on the wall. He grabs my cock and points it toward the trough.
He held my cock until it's just dripping and then pushes a finger between
my balls. A little more spurted out.
"Got to get that last drop," he says. I just stand for a moment. Ronny
pulls his shorts down so his balls hang free and puts my hand back on his
cock. "Your turn," he says. A deal is a deal, so I bent down and tried to
do just like he did me. I couldn't go as far as he did, but he seemed happy
when I blew on it. "Grab it," he says, and I did. I'm standing there
staring at his cock spraying the wall until it occurs to me to push it
down. He put his hand back on my cock and jacked me slowly while I aimed
his at the trough. He had long since quit pissing and we were standing
there jacking each other when he says, "Let's go to my room."
Ronny's room was last ten feet of the cabin. All he had was a cot and
short chest of drawers. He snapped the lock on the door and flipped on the
light. His cock is stuck out past his waist band and mine is poking out the
front of my shorts. He squeezed my cock through the cloth and says, "Jack
off buddies don't let each other go to bed hard. I know a jack off buddy
secret, but you got to ask for it." He's still squeezing my cock. "How
`bout it, jack off buddy? You want to know the secret?" I just groaned. He
squeezed a little harder. "You got to ask."
Will you tell me the secret? He grinned and slipped his hand inside my
shorts. "I'll have to show you." The next thing I know, we're both naked
and I'm lying on my back on the cot. He's on his knees between my thighs
with his hand around my cock. He pumps it real slow. I tried to do him, but
all I could do was get my finger tips on the head of his cock. He didn't
seem to mind. "You jack off a lot, don't you?" I nodded yes. "I know a way
to make it electric." That didn't make any sense, but I didn't care. "You
want me to make it electric?" I nodded yes, again, but that wasn't good
enough. "You got to say you want it." I took a breath and mumbled, please,
make it electric. Ronny leaned forward and I thought he was letting me get
a better hold on his cock, but he pulled open the top drawer of the chest
and pulled out a bottle of baby oil. He dripped in on my cock and jacked me
again. I couldn't reach him, so I just laid there. He let go long enough to
pour some on his other hand. "You ever play with your butthole when you
jack off?" I shook my head no, and suddenly realized what the baby oil was
for. "You see, ya' got a secret electric boy spot. It's just inside your
butthole." His slick finger rubbed my hole. "Do you want me to find your
secret electric boy spot?" I nodded again, but I knew the drill by now.
Please find my electric spot, I say. He keeps stroking my cock and his
finger slips inside my asshole. It felt real good, but he stopped jacking
my cock and just finger fucks me. "You like that?" I pulled my knees up a
little, so he knew I liked it, but I knew what I had to do. Yes, I like it.
He starts stroking me again, but real slow. He knew I was about to shoot,
so he let me cool off a little and kept talking and I had to answer or he
stopped. He kept working his finger fast and jacking me slow. "You like my
fingers?" By now he had two fingers in me. Maybe it was three, but I had to
say, I like your fingers in me. "In what?" he demanded. I like your fingers
in my butthole. I really wanted to cum now. It was going on too long and he
was having more fun than me. Then he pulled his fingers out, but kept
jacking my cock. "Fingers can't touch your boy spot just right." He put his
cock right at my asshole and teased me a little. "You want my cock to touch
your electric spot?" By now, I had to have some relief and I said, "Please
touch my electric spot with your cock." I got it right the first time. He
jacked me faster and pushed his cock inside me all in one push. I thought
it was going to hurt and maybe it did, but he jacked my cock fast and
fucked me slow, so I don't remember. He kept talking and I was lost. "You
gonna shoot for me, buddy? You're getting tight. I feel it. You're gonna
cum." He was right. I squirted all over my stomach and filled my belly
button. Of course, it didn't stop then. "It's your turn, buddy." I didn't
know what he meant. I didn't think I was going to fuck him. He tweaked my
nipples and got my attention. "Pinch me like that." I pulled his nipples
and he wanted it harder. I knew it had to hurt, but he fucked harder. "You
want my cum on your boy spot?" he asks. I twisted his nipples harder and
said, Yeah, cum on my boy spot. Fuck my butt and cum on my boy spot. He
couldn't talk any more. He slammed me a couple of times and fell back on
his knees. I thought he was going to fall on me and I wasn't sure about
that.
"You like that, buddy?" Yeah, I answered. It was pretty good. Ronny
laughed. "Pretty good? That was fucking great and you know it." It was
better than anything I ever did alone. Then he pushed my knees up to my
chest and stuck his tongue in my asshole. I was not expecting that. He
slurped and sucked for a minute and then raised his head. "That's another
thing jack off buddies do for each other." I'm really confused, now. I did
not want to suck his asshole, at least not on our first date. He stepped
off the cot and stood by the bed. His cock was still pretty hard and he put
his hand on the back of my head. I knew what that meant. It wasn't as bad
as I thought it would be. I held still and he pushed his cock in my mouth a
couple times. I gagged and he let me go. "We'll work on that next time," he
said.
Ronny handed me a towel and went to the door. He cracked it open and looked
out to see if anybody was up. I put on my shorts and he let me out.
"Remember," he said, "jack off buddies don't tell. Got that?" Yeah, don't
worry, I said.
John's mouth hung open. "Was that true?"
"Sure it was true."
"You can't leave it like that. What happened after that?"
"Fuck man, I can't tell you everything in one night."
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